tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31788329430975008902024-03-13T11:54:41.961-06:00Cabinets of My CuriositySarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.comBlogger449125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-87385424559995059772012-07-08T16:51:00.000-06:002012-07-08T16:51:05.337-06:00On AdversityI've been thinking a lot about life, love, trust, and a bunch of other 'big' topics lately. Life is just crap sometimes, you know? But it's also really wonderful a lot of the time--and sometimes it's both simultaneously. I'm not really sure how that happens, but it does.<br />
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A friend of mine lent me a copy of a book his friend wrote. It's called <u>The Only Road North</u>, and it's about the author (Erik), his brother, and two of his friends that travel from South Africa to Egypt on dirt bikes. Erik talks about the adventures they have, but he also talks a lot about what is essentially a spiritual awakening he has and his efforts to respond to God's mission or expectations for him.<br />
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I'm not doing the concept of the book justice, and I haven't even finished it yet, but there is a passage I read last night that I can't stop thinking about.<br />
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"At times like this in life I usually found myself asking why. <i>Why do people do this? Why do we invite trials, frustrations, and discomfort? Why do we intentionally put ourselves in situations that we know will push us beyond where we like to be pushed, to places we know will be tough?</i><br />
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Maybe, I finally resolved, there isn't one simple answer, just a longing to be tested and proven. A desire to know that we can overcome whatever obstacle we may be forced to face. It is only when we are pushed past our self-perceived limits that we are able to see our truest nature, discover our deepest selves; only then can we hope to improve upon what we find. To do so is neither safe nor comfortable, it is both dangerous and scary. But we warriors at heart we meant to live dangerously.<br />
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That day I saw it in myself firsthand. Adversity tempers us."<br />
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This passage moves me in a way I can't describe. Life isn't easy for anyone. And let's be honest... if it is easy, then they're not living it right. Life is meant to be messy, up-and-down, difficult, and exhausting. But it is also meant to be exhilerating, adventurous, full of love, hopeful, and breathtaking.<br />
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It never used to bother me when people at church would say they were grateful for their trials. But after a friend pointed that out to me, it has started to grate on my nerves. I guess you can't really hold their semantics against them, because I think it's all said with a good intention. But WHO in reality is grateful for their trials? Nobody! Hell. I'm not grateful for any of the bad, stupid things I've brought on myself, or any of the difficulties my family has gone through. What I <b>am</b> grateful for is the strength and resilience I have seen in myself and others, the compassion I have gained, the patience I have developed (though... I'm not gonna lie--still quite a ways to go on that one), and the ability to enjoy the good moments of life.<br />
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Going through difficult things makes us so much more grateful for the things that go well, the fun adventures we have, the purity of love we can share, the times when we feel like we're accomplishing our life's mission, and yes... the strength, knowledge, etc. that comes from adversity--whether we brought it upon ourselves, it was brought upon us by someone else, or it was just simply LIFE happening.<br />
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So, okay. Maybe it makes me and my friends jerks that we roll our eyes when someone says "I'm grateful for my trials," because when it comes down to it, I think we all really mean to convey the same thing. Life's lessons are astoundingly universal, but everyone expresses their takeaway in different terms. Should I mock someone because they're using a cliche term to express something more deep? No. I just wish they would use more authentic words.<br />
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All of this being said, I think life is going to be a bit of a challenge for the next little while. So, here's to living through adversity while simultaneously being able to appreciate all that life has to offer; to seeing the lessons in the things we experience; to accepting and appreciating the knowledge, strength, compassion, joy, love, and hope that life offers us all.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-41233508922067006282012-03-30T18:55:00.004-06:002012-03-30T18:56:41.802-06:00Painting is my one true love. Let's talk Landscapes.Okay, friends. I know it's been a while, but I have a really good excuse--all my free time now goes to working on paintings for my two classes. I'm taking oil painting and watercolor. I like them both, but I prefer acrylic over either one.<br />
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My last couple of projects in my oil painting class are a landscape and a painting of my choice. For now I've decided to do an abstract landscape for the painting of my choice. I think I'll paint the top picture shown below for the traditional landscape painting, and I'm still trying to decide which landscape to abstract.<br />
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Any opinions? Are there any of these that you would or definitely wouldn't ever put on your walls? Since my taste in art is less representational I thought I could take the most traditional landscape (one of the two bottom photos) and abstract it--sort of paying homage to the tradition, but messing with it a little.<br />
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And I also applied for an internship in the Education department at the Springville Museum of Art. I'll let you know how it all turns out.<br />
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I decided to start by running only 10 minutes each day. I don't run fast, I (clearly) don't run far. I run at a pace that's comfortable for 10 minutes, and then I stop. And for now, that's enough. I want to learn to LOVE running, and the less I HATE running to begin with, the better chance I think I'll have in the long run.<br />
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By this time next year I would like to do a Triathlon by myself. Not a crazy full-length one, but maybe an Olympic length. By the end of April next year I would like to be able to run a 10K without a second thought. <br />
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Oh, and remember that goal I had of being in the best shape of my life for my 30th gift to myself? Yeah... that's not going well. But loving running is going to get me on my way.<br />
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<br />Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-37350347442586785242011-10-04T14:24:00.000-06:002011-10-04T14:24:43.555-06:00School updateIn case any of you were wondering, I still love school. (What I am currently NOT loving is working until 10 every night, but that is going to change next semester).<br />
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I love certain aspects of each of my classes, but I feel like I've learned the most so far in my photography class. Not that I'm an expert, by any means. But I feel like I've learned a few things that have really helped me improve.<br />
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Here are some of the photos I've taken up to this point:<br />
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SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-25837167739247007802011-08-28T22:40:00.000-06:002011-08-28T22:40:06.766-06:00Churchy stuffI just got called to be a Sunday School teacher at church. I'm maaaaaybe a little intimidated, but I think it will be really good for me.<br />
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And I just got called tonight to speak in church on September 18th. I'll be speaking for 10 minutes about Matthew 7:21-19.<br />
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<div class=""><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="21"> </a><span class="verse">21 </span>¶Not every one that <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote43" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=21a&lang=eng">saith</a> unto me, <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote44" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=21b&lang=eng">Lord</a>, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that <sup class="studyNoteMarker">c</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote45" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=21c&lang=eng">doeth</a> the <sup class="studyNoteMarker">d</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote46" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=21d&lang=eng">will</a> of my Father which is in heaven.<sup class="studyNoteMarker">e</sup></div><div class=""><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="22"> </a><span class="verse">22 </span>Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote47" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=22a&lang=eng">prophesied</a> in thy name? and in thy <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote48" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=22b&lang=eng">name</a> have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works?</div><div class=""><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="23"> </a><span class="verse">23 </span>And then will I profess unto them, I never <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote49" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=23a&lang=eng">knew</a> you: <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote50" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=23b&lang=eng">depart</a> from me, ye that work <sup class="studyNoteMarker">c</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote51" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=23c&lang=eng">iniquity</a>.</div><div class=""><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="24"> </a><span class="verse">24 </span>¶Therefore whosoever <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote52" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=24a&lang=eng">heareth</a> these sayings of mine, and <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote53" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=24b&lang=eng">doeth</a> them, <sup class="studyNoteMarker">c</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote54" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=24c&lang=eng">I will</a> liken him unto a <sup class="studyNoteMarker">d</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote55" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=24d&lang=eng">wise</a> man, which <sup class="studyNoteMarker">e</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote56" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=24e&lang=eng">built</a> his house upon <sup class="studyNoteMarker">f</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote57" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=24f&lang=eng">a rock</a>:</div><div class=""><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="25"> </a><span class="verse">25 </span>And the <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote58" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=25a&lang=eng">rain</a> descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote59" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=25b&lang=eng">beat</a> upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a <sup class="studyNoteMarker">c</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote60" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=25c&lang=eng">rock</a>.</div><div class=""><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="26"> </a><span class="verse">26 </span>And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote61" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=26a&lang=eng">foolish</a> man, which built his house upon the sand:</div><div class=""><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="27"> </a><span class="verse">27 </span>And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote62" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=27a&lang=eng">house</a>; and it <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote63" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=27b&lang=eng">fell</a>: and great was the fall of it.</div><div class=""><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="28"> </a><span class="verse">28 </span>And it came to pass, when Jesus had ended <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote64" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=28a&lang=eng">these</a> sayings, the people were <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote65" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=28b&lang=eng">astonished</a> at his <sup class="studyNoteMarker">c</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote66" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=28c&lang=eng">doctrine</a>:</div><div class=""><a class="bookmark-anchor dontHighlight" href="" name="29"> </a><span class="verse">29 </span>For he taught them as <span class="clarityWord">one</span> having <sup class="studyNoteMarker">a</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote67" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=29a&lang=eng">authority</a>, and not as <sup class="studyNoteMarker">b</sup><a class="footnote" href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/7?lang=eng#" id="footnote68" rel="/scriptures/chapter/footnote/default.xqy?volumeUri=nt&bookUri=matt&chapterUri=7&noteID=29b&lang=eng">the</a> scribes.</div><div class=""><br />
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</div><div class=""><span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 12pt;">I love the promise of that scripture--the obedience we offer is rewarded not only with blessings from God because of our obedience, but we are also sanctified simultaneously. </span></div><div class=""><br />
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</div><div class="">So, it will be an interesting few weeks as I prepare for my talk while starting school and working. I would love to hear your thoughts on these scriptures, if you feel like sharing...<span style="font-family: Cambria; font-size: 12pt;"> </span> </div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-58988173994381353902011-08-10T18:03:00.000-06:002011-08-10T18:03:46.105-06:00So, I moved. (And other non-essential updates.)In no particular order:<br />
<ul><li>I moved in with a couple of friends. One of the friends bought the house. (It's brand new and beautiful. Don't worry that there was a grease fire in the kitchen less than 10 days after she closed. It's fine.*)</li>
<li>I got a job! I'm working on campus in the testing center. I started in July, and it's a great job--the people are awesome, it keeps me busy, and I get to interact with people ALL day. Awesome. (It pays just under 50% what I was making before, but beggars can't be choosers.)</li>
<li> I went to a Real game. It was really fun, and I want to go again, but maybe next time not melt in the sunshine the whole time.</li>
<li>I may have two or more crushes happening simultaneously.</li>
<li>I am terrified that I have a job and am taking 12 hours of art classes this fall (art classes= heavily project based. Remember the project I did for my 2-D class? Easily 25 hours put into that one...)</li>
<li>I am happier than I have been in YEARS.</li>
<li>I'm way behind on my goal to be in the best shape of my life during the year of my 30th birthday. Getting on that. Maybe I'll post weekly updates. Ha. Probably not.</li>
<li>I sold a bunch of clothes I never wear to Plato's closet the other day so I would have enough money to buy groceries, fill my car with gas, and get my prescriptions filled. Paying almost $400 a month for insurance is going to be painful.</li>
<li>I spent an awesome weekend at the lake house with the Knight family. Best weekend of the year. Every year.</li>
<li>Also spent a few hours with the Roberts clan chatting, swimming, and munching. I love my families.</li>
<li>I came to terms with the fact that I look TERRIBLE in orange.</li>
<li>I learned that I look really awesome in coral. Never knew!</li>
<li>I went to Whole Foods for the first time ever. I would move just to live in a city with a Whole Foods.</li>
<li>I took a sushi-making class that I bought in February. Too much fun. Going to have a sushi party one of these days.</li>
<li>I took a much-needed drive up the canyon to cool off and enjoy nature for a bit.</li>
<li>I toyed with the idea of moving to Texas. Only briefly.</li>
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*Always buy homeowner's insurance. Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-82717664042979333312011-06-08T12:27:00.000-06:002011-06-08T12:27:54.885-06:00Win a Trip to Paris from Oh Happy Day!One of the blogs I read and find particularly inspiring is <a href="http://ohhappyday.com/">Oh Happy Day</a>, written by Jordan Ferney. Jordan is a party planner and creative mastermind married to Paul, a talented painter. They run a letterpress studio together in San Francisco. They moved to Paris this year, and right now Jordan is giving away a trip for two to Paris!<br />
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<a href="http://ohhappyday.com/2011/06/goes-to-paris/">Go to her blog for details</a> on how to get the most entries into the contest--but for simply commenting on her post you get entered once--not too bad a return on your time investment if you win!<br />
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I would say good luck, but I'd be lying if I said I wanted you to win. Unless of course you take me with you.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-20094306304952902882011-05-21T12:29:00.000-06:002011-05-21T12:29:23.046-06:00Throwing out 50Today I am starting a little "stuff" purge and throwing out 50 things, a la Jess Constable as inspired by <a href="http://www.throwoutfiftythings.com/">Gaile Blanke.</a> I bought Gaile's book a while back... and never did anything with. Big surprise. So, now it begins.<br />
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But I'm not really going to do it Gaile's way. I'm not counting 85 books as one item, or 7 pairs of shoes as one item, either. Sorry, Gaile.<br />
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But I am following her suggestion to write down all the things I throw away/donate/sell. So I'm starting a little tab called '50 Things' where I can update the list without it breaking into my regular posts.<br />
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To start things off, I'm donating three pairs of cute cute shoes to <a href="http://www.providentliving.org/channel/0,11677,2022-1,00.html">Deseret Industries</a>. I love them, but I don't wear them--ever. So they can be put to better use by someone else. I'm also donating a hoodie, a grey cardigan that looks horrible on me, and a black ribbed sweater that is also hideous on me.<br />
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So far, 6 things. Plus however many French books I end up giving away via Facebook and to my local high school. I bought tons of used novels, philosophy books, etc. in France, dreaming that I would read them all and soak up the new vocabulary like a sponge. Nope. If I'm going to be honest with myself, they are just taking up space and making me feel guilty. So they are OUT.<br />
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Anyone want to join me and throw out 50 things?Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-65201680854545628382011-05-21T10:04:00.000-06:002011-05-21T10:04:19.829-06:00Psykopaint<a href="http://www.psykopaint.com/">Psykopaint</a> is a website where you can upload your pictures, and then turn them into 'paintings.' I thought it sounded fun, so I used a favorite picture from our family's Disneyland trip a couple of years ago. The picture was JUST out of focus, so I could never print it... but it was perfect for this.<br />
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Here is the original image:<br />
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Isn't that fun? Now you can paint your own images without years of experience or the cost of all the materials. ;)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-85838641828653076962011-05-17T20:21:00.001-06:002011-05-17T20:27:24.310-06:00PapermothI love <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/papermoth?ref=ss_profile">Papermoth's designs</a>. I bought an 8x10 of the print just below for my best friend's birthday a couple of years ago, because she is always picking up dandelions that have gone to see and making wishes as she blows the seeds away.<br />
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So the image above is the only one I've purchased, but I love so many of the designs, including the ones below.<br />
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I'm hesitant to share it with you because... I'm not a big fan of feeling so vulnerable and exposed as this will make me feel--the writing isn't exactly perfect, and the things I expressed are really deeply held beliefs of mine. But as I read through it, I feel like it is great advice to myself for where I am now in my life. So, here it is...<br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">My Daughters:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">I hope that when you read this you will understand the intent with which it was written. I write to remind you of the blessings and opportunities that are yours as a result of the sacrifices of those who have gone before you.Your Mother has lived a fulfilling and enjoyable life—a life that passed in a world that is much different that the one you live in now. The opportunities you have were not always available to women, and opportunities that are not yet open to you will one day be available to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">your</i> daughters, as long as my generation and yours do not stop trying to “smooth the way” for those that follow after us.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The opportunities that were available to women when I was born were vastly different from those available 100—even 50—years before my birth, and the same is true for you. But brave, strong, and sometimes “defiant” women paved the way for us and fellow women of our generations so we could pursue those interests which truly intrigue our minds and add depth to our souls. Some of these women you may have heard of: Mary Wollstonecraft, Jane Austen, Virginia Woolf, Susan B. Anthony, Elizabeth Cady Stanton, Amelia Aerhart, Edith Wharton, Sandra Day O’Connor, and so on. These women, in many cases, were seen as acting against their very natures by pursuing hobbies, professions, and livelihoods previously reserved for men. Yet there was something in them that drove them to these pursuits, as there is “something” that calls to each of us in our turn.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>You have the liberty to choose your course—to learn about and practice almost any discipline or skill that appeals to you. Some will tell you what you ought to think, how you should spend your time, or the things you should say or do because you are a woman. You might think to yourself that there are certain things which lie out of your reach because of your sex; never put limits on your potential—you have countless resources for developing desireable traits, perfecting specific skills, and acquiring a useful and interesting education. You may not know what you want at this point in your life—you don’t need to choose immediately. But don’t let yourself be blown listlessly about by what other people want—you do everyone a disservice by allowing your mind to be made up for you. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Live with purpose, and your life will be all the more meaningful for it. Sometimes you may find that you change your mind. That’s okay, too. Whatever you choose in the end, you will find that your searching and trying will not only make you more well-rounded, but it will more fully equip you to contribute where you so choose.<span style="color: #333333;"></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Now, my dears, a word about our nature as women. Some may say that we must abandon all assumptions about the inherent nature of women in order to realize our full potential. I disagree. I feel that women naturally have more nurturing and selfless tendencies than men (I am speaking generally, of course). Cultivate these natural tendencies, but do not allow youself to think that because you are nurturing that you cannot also be pragmatic, analytical, or scientific; because you are selfless that you must also be shy, self-deprecating, or apologetic. Develop the skills and traits you desire, while letting your natural tendencies act as a catalyst for them; you will find that very few traits worth having are mutually exclusive.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Your chosen course may prove quite difficult. It is true that an astounding variety of opportunities are available to you; some roads have been traveled by many women before you, making them smooth and relatively easy, while others may appear to be nothing more than a footpath overgrown with vegetation. Whatever path you choose, move forward and make each experience your own. You have specific talents, perspectives, and instincts that will make <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">your </i>navigation of the Road different than anyone else’s—not just because you are a woman, but because you are an <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">individual</i>. And your individual nature is what you need to infuse into everything that you do. Virginina Woolf once said in an address to the Women’s Service League:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt 49.5pt;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">You have won rooms of your own in the house hitherto exclusively owned by men. This…is only a beginning; the room is your own, but it is still bare. It has to be furnished; it has to be decorated; it has to be shared. How are you going to furnish it, how are you going to decorate it? With whom are you going to share it, and upon what terms?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">You, my daughters, have inherited and won rooms of your own, as well. They may have been previously occupied; they may be newly built. Some are bare, while others may still reflect the lives of those who have gone before. Whatever the case may be, you must make your room your own. Your life cannot merely become a shadow of someone else’s—it must reflect who <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">you</i> are, what <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">you</i> desire, and what <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">you</i> become. You are responsible for creating a life that you can be proud to call your own.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">With all my love,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 200%;">Mother</span></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-57439033731182715812011-04-27T12:38:00.000-06:002011-04-27T12:39:38.996-06:00Debbie MillmanI just watched this video, and it was so good I found myself taking notes in my journal. It's 50 minutes long, so I don't really expect anyone to watch it all, but I thought it was fantastic.<br />
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via <a href="http://www.swiss-miss.com/">swissmiss</a>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-17607051093935385882011-04-26T11:34:00.000-06:002011-04-26T11:34:40.526-06:0030x30x10<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This might be one of my favorite outfits so far. I love my two-finger ring.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Skirt: Kohl's<br />
Cardi: Target<br />
Ruffled tank: Target<br />
Ring: Icing by Claire's?? Maybe. Maybe Forever 21.<br />
Necklace: Target<br />
Shoes: DSWSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-49419200714147531942011-04-25T10:54:00.000-06:002011-04-25T12:42:49.947-06:0030x30x9<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQbMXY24IGTdfX5icBMfC2DP5NIjDueWEq2OwZaqjQcgePpX8iBpx335Otm-diV81ftaT7aiTdNgyA26QMmLu5gduQJKXvY58ky0YbOhOfavfatbieW1ddBjz2dEHaRupzAQ8M0VS9hlg/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQbMXY24IGTdfX5icBMfC2DP5NIjDueWEq2OwZaqjQcgePpX8iBpx335Otm-diV81ftaT7aiTdNgyA26QMmLu5gduQJKXvY58ky0YbOhOfavfatbieW1ddBjz2dEHaRupzAQ8M0VS9hlg/s640/037.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><br />
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It rained this morning, and it's supposed to snow tomorrow. I can't wait to get out of town and head to St. George for the weekend--sunshine, hiking, warmth, and swimming. And that amazing Swiss Muesli at the Bear Claw Coffe Co. Mmmmmm...<br />
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Hat: BHV, Paris<br />
Shirt, pants, shoes, jacket: Target<br />
Earrings: don't remembah<br />
Bangles: Forever 21<br />
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P.S. I kind of can't wait to wear jeans every day once school starts. Hooray!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-33113162950846758382011-04-24T19:44:00.000-06:002011-04-24T19:44:08.667-06:00Paris Vicarious - Easter SundayOkay, I'm introducing a little series of posts on the blog, since I've transferred everything over from the Paris Vicarious blog. I'm going to have a regular column called Paris Vicarious, where I will discuss my favorite things about Paris, post pictures of my lovely adopted city, and basically talk about what I would be doing if I were currently in Paris.<br />
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Two years ago on Easter Sunday my family was driving through Eastern France on our way to Austria, and we stopped in Strasbourg, where we arrived just in time to enter the cathedral and hear the Hallelujiah chorus. It was gorgeous.<br />
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If I were in Paris today, I would have attended my own church services, but I wouldn't be able to help heading over to Notre Dame to listen to the Easter Mass. Just in hopes of hearing the organ.<br />
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Can we all pretend for just a minute that we're in Paris today?<br />
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Thanks.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-84071327027069829352011-04-24T19:26:00.000-06:002011-04-24T19:26:19.772-06:0030x30x8<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think this one-eye-partially-closed look is good for me, don't you?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Please especially take note of the silly string all over the yard from the kiddos' Easter baskets.</td></tr>
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If nothing else, I love this outfit because it's the first time I've worn navy blue with black for as long as I can remember.<br />
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And that necklace. I love it. It almost reminds me of an Ancient Egyptian pectoral piece made of inverted gold lotus flowers. Charlotte Russe, $6!<br />
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Cardigan, H&M<br />
Blue ruffle shirt - Target<br />
Black skirt - Nordstrom rack<br />
Shoes - Guess (found at Ross)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-46207064302713313642011-04-24T19:18:00.000-06:002011-04-24T19:18:29.505-06:0030x30x7<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ3nR7tOQxfIxP0DyFSnEtjK508SIXv8gVwxbsiCyIA9WzQZ9sIFGo466ZEr4uwl3aIznD4BsE_YixPfGhF53vUAwPGugm7fiUT_RnI_nFkCP9GxJNLRX2tVMnQcZRwzw8WQRumdInSUE/s1600/213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" i8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ3nR7tOQxfIxP0DyFSnEtjK508SIXv8gVwxbsiCyIA9WzQZ9sIFGo466ZEr4uwl3aIznD4BsE_YixPfGhF53vUAwPGugm7fiUT_RnI_nFkCP9GxJNLRX2tVMnQcZRwzw8WQRumdInSUE/s640/213.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Overall, though, this is one I would wear again--and one I never would have put together otherwise.</div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-9104754340146083502011-04-24T19:15:00.000-06:002011-04-24T19:15:09.181-06:0030x30x6Okay, I'm back with another handful of 30x30 ensembles.<br />
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Hmmm... not my best look, I think. Those sandals might have to be gifted to someone.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-3477189218351181692011-04-22T16:04:00.000-06:002011-04-22T16:06:25.263-06:00Happy Easter!Have a wonderful Easter, everyone.<br />
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I can't express how much Christ and His life, work, and atonement mean to me. But <a href="http://youtu.be/9ddXNF29goo">this video</a> helps to express some of what I feel.<br />
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I wish you warm and beautiful weather this weekend. Today I had to scrape ice off my windshield... so let's all hope that doesn't happen again until October.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-73948781052201659402011-04-22T15:33:00.000-06:002011-04-22T15:33:23.502-06:0050 Things<a href="http://www.swiss-miss.com/">Swismiss</a> posted a lot of great things today.<br />
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This <a href="http://www.swiss-miss.com/2011/04/the-gigantic-inflatable-climbing-iceberg.html">amazing inflatable iceberg</a> that I want to buy and take to the lake house for the Knight family reunion, and this list of <a href="http://www.swiss-miss.com/2011/04/the-50-things-every-graphic-design-student-should-know.html">50 Things Every Graphic Design Student Should Know</a>, from <a href="http://www.jamiewieck.com/visual-essays/the-50-things-every-graphic-design-student-should-know/">Jamie Wieck</a>.<br />
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This one above is my favorite. I'm so prone to comparing myself to others... so this is good for me to keep in mind.<br />
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I thought the advice given was really great. Maybe I should set a reminder for myself to read it weekly. :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside a church in Dresden (I don't remember which one!)</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Last night I couldn't fall asleep because my mind was going a million miles an hour with ideas. Ideas that I can't implement yet because I don't have the skills or resources. Aaah! It's-a-makin-me-a-craaazy. I went to bed at 10:30 last night, and spent several hours jotting down ideas. I finally turned the lights out at 2:40. Kill me now--is this going to get worse, or better, once I'm in school?</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">(Secretly I love it. It's nice to stay up because I'm excited about something, rather than anxious.)</div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-44859992464664357222011-04-21T15:56:00.000-06:002011-04-21T15:57:48.641-06:00I Might Be Bad at ItYou know that scene in A Walk to Remember when what's his face tells Mandy Moore he's going to kiss her and she freaks out and says, "I might be bad at it..."? Remember? Oh...no? You don't watch dumb girl movies as much as I do? Oh, okay.<br />
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I've kind of adopted that phrase and I will say things like "I feel like I'm going to be bad at this game," even when there isn't a game to be played. It's one of my little quirks.<br />
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All this to say: I had a feeling I was going to be "bad at this game" of 30 for 30. I've mostly worn a different outfit everyday, some shockingly similar, but not exactly the same. My problem is actually getting the pictures taken.<br />
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So, I'm going to try to be better, but I'm not going to go back and take pictures of the outfits I've worn. I'll just wear them again and start off counting where I left off.<br />
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Oh, and I'm cheating (what's new?!). I'm changing it to 40 for 40. I'm still going to call it 30 for 30, because I can... but it will last longer and include more shoes and jeans, since I only have two weeks left in the corporate world. <br />
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:)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-36972654355293178302011-04-18T17:09:00.000-06:002011-04-18T17:09:59.755-06:00I want one. But not for $50.<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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So eventually I might try to make one myself. Should be suuuuuper easy. Loop some suede cord through itself around a nice smooth ribbon (so I don't scratch the back o' my neck), and voila. A nice bib necklace that's just the right length and color scheme for my proportions and skin tone.<br />
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Yes? (Yep, I think so, too.)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-22733003710365764192011-04-15T15:12:00.000-06:002011-04-15T15:12:39.692-06:00Friday Faves - General Favorites<div>Along with the switchover to the new blog address, Friday Favorites is back. :)<br />
This is one that has been sitting as a draft in Blogger for a good couple of years, so I added a few things to it today, and here it is...<br />
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These are a few of my favorite things. There's no real theme here, these are just things I think are fantastic:</div><br />
<ul><li>Earrings</li>
<li>My camera (both of them, actually) - Nikon D60 and Sony Cybershot</li>
<li><em>The Giver</em> by Lois Lowry</li>
<li><em>Anthem</em> by Ayn Rand</li>
<li><a href="http://www.candywarehouse.com/sourpunchstraw.html">Sour Punch Straws</a> (I'm totally addicted to these)</li>
<li>Paperchase notecards, stationery, and notebooks</li>
<li>Etsy</li>
<li>Post-It notes</li>
<li>New Pens</li>
<li>Sharpies</li>
<li>Caramel Creme</li>
<li>Eccolo notebooks</li>
<li>Sunshine</li>
<li>Sandals</li>
<li>Real Italian-style pizza (Margherita... mmmmm...)</li>
</ul>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03432976266143221608noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3178832943097500890.post-53324608012379605412011-04-14T16:02:00.000-06:002011-04-15T14:15:41.253-06:0030x30x5<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh55qoG8Wj1olSYc1uu5Qh7vFS3VMqxYawryrD2Hfad3TISh2l6TqIkPSDw8K2DpVY5SEHNc5I2wDveQ7Wug6ScmgEka5hyphenhyphenpVt-qxQuSb_YCnsVkv5-KFiSdIlA9IU30IArYQtQt42_7uE/s1600/Outfit+5+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh55qoG8Wj1olSYc1uu5Qh7vFS3VMqxYawryrD2Hfad3TISh2l6TqIkPSDw8K2DpVY5SEHNc5I2wDveQ7Wug6ScmgEka5hyphenhyphenpVt-qxQuSb_YCnsVkv5-KFiSdIlA9IU30IArYQtQt42_7uE/s640/Outfit+5+%25281%2529.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfas6zyCCXFyarrx9kKnEAWjWHt9-vTwmo4PjlRPFmukjmrGAdFmK_jiUz6OyNYip40hxyGn1ZphxwbDMII3ULj5UYtn-sb9G753Qw0tSDFsfnZCBL9ADy3kBTcyn6helCb89u4AetPuw/s1600/Outfit+5+%25286%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfas6zyCCXFyarrx9kKnEAWjWHt9-vTwmo4PjlRPFmukjmrGAdFmK_jiUz6OyNYip40hxyGn1ZphxwbDMII3ULj5UYtn-sb9G753Qw0tSDFsfnZCBL9ADy3kBTcyn6helCb89u4AetPuw/s640/Outfit+5+%25286%2529.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">After work today I changed things up a bit.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Grey pants: Wal-Mart (who knew Wal-Mart had cute clothes?? I didn't until a week ago)</div><div style="text-align: center;">White shirt: Wal-Mart</div><div style="text-align: center;">Grey flats: Target</div><div style="text-align: center;">Necklace: No idea whatsoever.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bangles: Mix of Target and Forever 21</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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